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07/11/2023

Your mind is your greatest asset.

, thanks for coming through 👍.

28/10/2023

I feel the both gender acts melodramatic on the first date but Abishola's confidence can't be measured. 🙄

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10/09/2023

I have made the Lord my only audience and I have placed myself under His AUTHORITY. Amen 🙏.

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08/09/2023

Sometimes, it takes a beatific beginning for the emergence of the last AGENDA

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02/09/2023

The same game; Different level.

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28/08/2023

I wonder what it was like to be chosen. I have never been chosen before, I was a "may be", "probably", "sometimes definitely".

I was never chosen by him, her, them or they. I wasn't even choosing me. So, what was my expectation?

It is time to announce my shame, for God has chosen me, beyond isolation, I am now FAR-AWAY.

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26/08/2023

🔥 The FEARLESS ONE 🔥

Lose anything but don't loose sincerity. Lie to the whole world but don't lie to yourself, it is the last line of defense for everybody. If only you can be sincere, there is hope.

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12/07/2022

Daddy good morning, Daddy good morning, Daddy good morning sir (shouting on top of her voice). Who did factory reset for you, if not for the living God I served that conquered the devil in your Mother's village I would have slap that your smelling mouth (Hissed). If this scenario repeat itself, I will beat you till your veins escape from your skin.

"Anyways, how are you doing" he felt so guilty for talking to her that way; "you know you are my baby girl."

No Dad, you have to buy me something to fix the damages you've caused, "Will you stop that and go get something to eat to repair your worn out tissues". Morounmubo stamped her feet as she proceed to her daily routine.

That same day, it was time for dinner, Morounmubo was cheerful and she came with good intentions at the wrong timing. She came in exactly the time her Mother dished the food. Immediately she entered, the force her Mother used to shout at her was synonymous to the one she used in praying to God to deliver her from her enemies.

You! Where do you think you are coming from? Her Mother clamoured, when did you employ house-help to do everything for you? I hope you don't take this behaviour to your Husband's house because the wife that takes care of the home captures the Husband's heart , I won't say more than that.
Morounmubo felt disappointed but it never stopped her from eating, quickly her conscience was cleared; she joined her parent on the well furnished dinning table. Suddenly she prompted a gist that will likely distort the greatness of her generation.

She has two Uncles that visit at intervals, Uncle Alabi is a jovial person, always happy but had a bad intention, he is addicted to po*******hy which is only known by his sister, Morounmubo's Mother.

Uncle Peter who seems to be the puritan condole not the bad character that glorified Morounmubo's beauty, so he is so blunt that they had to change him from teaching the children's class in Church. His lifestyle can be likened by the Adult. Uncle Peter is the younger brother to Morounmubo's Father.

Behind the scene Morounmubo prefer Uncle Alabi to Uncle Peter. "Mummy why is that it is only Uncle Peter that use to pay us a visit?",

What manner of question is that? He is your Uncle and he is part of the family; Mum! What of Uncle Alabi, is he not part of the family too?

Something must be wrong with you, her Mummy knowing fully well that Alabi can never be trusted when it comes to promiscuity. It is fine, Morounmubo replied with a low tone.

rat-a-tat-tat.... Morounmubo kindly check who is at the door, her Mother reacted to the door knock. Morounmubo's Father was busy with his phone, the conversation seems not to be for him.

It was Uncle Peter, Morounmubo could not fake her disgust, it was so obvious that Uncle Peter was a big threat to her; Uncle Peter's smile seems feign to her. Shortly after she greeted him, Morounmubo's Parent presented a warmth welcome to Uncle Peter through the exchange of pleasantries.

On a faithful morning Uncle Alabi came to the house around 6am to pack his luggages, he was seriously not okay physically and mentally, my Mum had to calm his nerves for him to narrate what happened. My Sister, I am so sorry for disappointing you please forgive me, I r***d a lady that reside down the street, her Father threatened to kill me. I have to go now. Why did you have to do that? Now your pleasure hunts for your soul.

I will have to explain that later, right now I am in the middle of life and death, I have to choose life; He lamented.

Morounmubo's Mum had tried every means to lay her brother off the house but the set time came and the hunter has been hunted. "Thank God my daughter did not fall victim of his craziness" she clamoured, finally he is gone.

Her Father was having conversation with his brother inside the Visitor's room, the short drama that surfaced did not reach their territory, inside was calm and discussion on how to cater for her Father's family welfare was on. She has realized her mistake.

Uncle Peter is married with two kids but due to the nature of his job he spend the night with his elder brother (Morounmubo's father) to save cost and leave on Fridays to cheer with his family through out the Weekend. Morounmubo thought for a while, reconsidered her actions, amended her ways for the journey of reconciliation is far but it must begin with a step.

In the absence of mixed reaction burnt skin that disfigured Uncle Peter's appearance was as a result for her rescue from an unexpected inferno which made her build a strong intimacy with him till this day. THE END. ||Akinkunmi AKINBODE||

Do not judge the book by its cover.....

It is pronounced //Mo-rí-òun-mú-bo//
Meaning I have brought something special from a journey.

17/05/2022

THE MIND OF A JESTER

There has been an ongoing joke around this so called relationship, it has been termed breakfast to the extent that it is becoming normal on our every moment to-do-list even at the point of one losing his mental health. According to my observation so many don’t believe that there is sweetness when two people come together. We have so much created the niche that "Men are Scum" and "Ladies are Scam". The truth of the matter is that everything that was recreated by Man do not last.

We stand a chance to be responsible and gaze our sight to something bigger than our expectation, we have seems to forget so soon that emotions and affections has limitation. The myth about a Jester is that he maximizes every resource to make people laugh irrespective of the circumstances that might pull him down.

It is a total scrap to think that you can survive without intimacy, we are designed to find connection and dwell with it; That is what a Jester does he walk his way out, so also is the principle that governs marriage.

We were nutured with this mentality that having feelings is bad, expression of feelings might not be a path way to a relationship but can serve as relief to oneself.

The solution to this is to ask yourself why you want to go into a relationship because it takes a strong mind, healthy mentality, commitment, communication and God’s instruction to proceed.

When we were young we were so excited to eat the breakfast that develops and summed up our growth but now that we are advanced in age we are scared to recieve the breakfast that will either make or mar us.

06/05/2022

𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐔𝐄

There is a controversy that is set to grow, kudos to the Goat that has made it possible for stubbornness to exist, aside that, if you study the lifestyle of a Goat carefully they don't give up until their task is accomplished, that should be considered the height of cleverness.

Once upon a time was suicidal, the past was never the justification of the present story; Change became so constant that we believe our past effort is the driving force that will yield the present result even our sweat that drips from the pores of our skin came as a result of consistency.

Do not panic, everybody has the capacity to read any story but the story of rejection requires a strong will to overcome.

We worry so much that we stop by listening to the strange voice of limitations, the continual grinding of everyday comes with a great applause, which either come from the masses or from you.

I knew there will be a great problem leading people with the greatest esteem, so I vowed never to diminish my value, I have never imagine myself leading people but my sincere aim is to stay woke with goals and be committed to the responsibilities under my care, what a rare privilege!

The world is so deep that what will call it might not be its identity, everyday is full of intense discoveries, so I tried leveraging on developing values, it sounds so simple but I must tell you that it is very difficult.

My leadership prowess started with no qualification, I worked it out with fear and trembling, from the Public Relation Officer in the Federal University of Agriculture ABẸ́ÒKÚTA through to the Editorial President as a serving Corps Member in the Northern part of Nigeria, JOS NORTH, Plateau State.

Along the line I was able to relate with business men, first class student, top NYSC officials and many more with well respected values. If I were to be discouraged by their positional value, the respect, the love and opinions would not have been reciprocated through the synergy of God's grace there was an exchange of values, in all that you do never neglect the place of values.

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20/04/2022

𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐘; 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐈𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃.
We really do not know the problem will face but when we know better, we do better; This has become the model for complex and dynamic world we are living. Can we all think about the future 25 years from now, even when we emerge from the oblivion, we need diverse knowledge to live in the world full of wicked problem and cope with the uncertainty of tomorrow.
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We barely do know better therefore the ones we knew, slips. Approximately 7,000 languages were in existence, it should not be surprising if half of it has gone to extinction. Meanwhile Cultural diversity is more than languages, it is about thousands of different ways of seeing the world and unique set of knowledge that is being acquired on daily basis.

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We need to be worried because culture is the right of the people, it should not be neglected or ignored every time. It should be put into consideration that these cultural groups determine the shape and fabrics of the society; the system of laws, education, natural resources, all this scenario are driven by the inbalance of power in the society.

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Inspiration comes from the beginning, most times solutions are extracted from the conventional ways which helps to deal with the wicked problems of today and uncertainty of tomorrow, let us protect our forthcoming generations in other for them to be more diversed.

12/04/2022

𝗠𝗬 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧
The truth is that intentionality must align with the purpose of your existence, it will remain a facade if we think our intention should be likened to being intentional. These two events are far from each, reason being that to have determination to doing something is different from a deliberate action.
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Let me put you on a spot, intention is trying to figure out your planned actions while being intentional is a deliberate steps with the resources that are available. It becomes a chronic testament if we assume that a deliberate action comes with comfort, love and motivation, this can never be the reality of a suspended conviction if the above benefits is with a bold step to defining a purpose.
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To be intentional breeds clarity and subject guess-work into captivity; In as much as you want to invest more on time and focus you can also be ghosted with anxiety on the way to transformation.
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I am pleased to let you know that, you will experience pain, you will almost lose focus, you will be fatigued and many might not believe in your dreams; Eventually you might be alone while you embark on the adventure, likewise procrastination will try every means to take advantage of your weakness.
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If you haven't started, begin now; if you are on your way don't stop but you can rest, everyone has a vision but not everyone has sealed the deal with his vision. While you are writing your vision plain on the tablet of conviction, I will leave you with Johann Wolfgang von Goethe’s pieces which says:

Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans:
that moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too.

All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issued from the decision, raising in one’s favour all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no one could have dreamed would come his way. Whatever you can do, or dream you can do...begin it. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it.

To begin comes with a deliberate energy; To end is a confirmation that was a beginning that is why is regarded as the new beginning.

For those that want to give up.... Accept MY QUEST.

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$𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕋ℝ𝔸ℂ𝔼𝕊 𝕆𝔽 𝕃𝕀𝔽𝔼'𝕊 𝔻𝔼𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔸𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ Symmetry and pattern triggers momentum, an expression of individuality; A refraction ...$

11/03/2022

𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕋ℝ𝔸ℂ𝔼𝕊 𝕆𝔽 𝕃𝕀𝔽𝔼'𝕊 𝔻𝔼𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔸𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ

Symmetry and pattern triggers momentum, an expression of individuality; A refraction of an untold parable. When you look at everything that surrounds us they are all having a regular distinct distances from each other. It will remain brutal if we don't fall in love with the beauty of nature and we will be considered a murderer if we don't believe that God exist.

Truly one sees the nonchanging unmanifest absolute silent level of pure consciousness underlying the normal activity of thinking, perceiving, and acting. This silent level of life is the source of the active levels of life; it is subtler and more abstract than the active levels, but more powerful and more important.

We are too familiar with the beatific nature created by God, the waves at the surface of an ocean is the fundamental analogy that the oceans has a silent debt.

What these two concepts does is that they command attention and birth a productive routine. Whenever we see something symmetrical we try to bend to the stories it will generate while pattern as a way of changing ones perspective.

Time and season determines our greatest move, God's grace and mercy open doors of opportunities. I have symmetrically moved a great pattern over the years; I have been on top of my game and I am bold enough to pursue my dream.

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11/03/2022

𝘽𝙇𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙀𝘿 𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙋𝘼𝙉𝙄𝙊𝙉; 𝘼 𝙁𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙍𝙀𝙈𝙀𝘿𝙔
I could run without speed
Fake it when I am real
Leave me to my pace, decision is free
We remain forgotten when lost in the reel

Life is spontaneous
Our stories are difficult
Revelation is paramount
But you have to learn from Letivicus
Reflection of the creation

A stroll beyond the imaginary
Our intention was vague below the edges
With an extra dose of sincerity
There comes the smile across the bridge

The more the shade, the stronger it feels
When the light comes, strength becomes an advantage
The tiniest choice become partial solidarity
Life has nothing to do with death
We have liberty to choose the best.

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10/03/2022

In the dead end street
Where emotion is a trick
Lost in the maze searching
for answers
Blaming God for not meeting
my needs.

Forgotten that His love,
set me free
His grace is sufficient for me
Hope can't exist without a doubt
I have lost tranquility in Zion;
my weakness made me stronger

To be contended in Him
I have commanded my soul to rest
To relax in His faithfulness is the best
Trust was never a wish; a command at will.

Passion lost its value
Interest misplaced its dignity
Faith, the only therapy to win the race
If there is a name yet to be discovered
Let assumption be the only reason
A paradox is cursed, yet full of hope.

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08/03/2022

To act local and think Global
Is the highest form of desperation
The society is watching from a big screen
We remain the floating hope
Suspended on a crude anxiety
Our heart filled with care and trust
A mixture of love and sympathy.

Among the fruitless plain; He cries "Man Up"
He has nothing to give but his hands were clean
He last a little, truly joy comes in the morning
Who can explain the healthy breath of the enormous night
For every step there is a lesson, I wish to frame my pain than happiness

I have imagined that there is no sky but Heaven staring at God's creation from closed miles
Even to have considered religion extinct
For controversies and lies to die
Waking like a FIVE O' CLOCK shadow
On the street of Lagos, sharing pretense along bad roads
It sucks strength and drains blood; we were taught to put on the skin of a man
We were taught how to remove our chains
Yet battling this phase; Tried comparison for calculative pain.

That day will come when you will be affected by my existence
You are free to categorise me under those men that you think they were scum
The expectations were too much; even while we are knocked down
Our effort was never enough
Difficulties was the story of the day;
While we win it expected to be reason of being alive
As long as we are sustained by the breath of the Almighty
Tomorrow is another day.

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28/02/2022

SCARY VERGE
The world is so large
Mystery in the dark
I love deeply, when I lose power
Sparkling of beauty goes beyond awwwnnn!!
My trial is half me hence
twice as nice
The universe bleeds but soak in
its victory whenever it seeps.
I have walked through the cracks
of many prophecy
Worried about a blunt accuracy
A cage without the door;
A Den without the lion
Yet trapped in the beauty of my thought
I will watch my pace with endless spot of time
Until it becomes the only chance I act on.
The shadows of the future
was upon me; Yet not broken
It burns with a firing flame
of white and black
I was detached from my doubt
Left with the remnant of the good
Never supported in the hood
Human serpent painting themselves harmless
I couldn't express myself in syllable
Engaged in countless guessing
A misleading anchor, the betraying sailor
I was deceived by the grains of the golden sand.
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27/02/2022

THE LAST DISCUSSION
There is more to narrating than its occurrences
Heartlessness displaying its tricks
From blood to tears, a whisper that dares
Everyone saying goodbye in each others den.

The time drew so near, no one to beg
Our weapons to fight this war is not carnal
They thought they were fighting themselves
But piercing the soul of humanity.

The nose is so mean for not allowing
us to perceive the wicked ones
Life were lost, thinking they have paid the cost
Dishing out bullet and dangerous weapons

Some shot dead days ago
Sun will shine when we mourn or glow
How will the young grow
When the old are below.

Should we blame Ukraine or Russia
Igniting a cold war with the wrong share
For we do not wrestle against flesh but
Principalities and power
Oh! God of heaven and earth; come and
interfere. Amen!

© Kunmi Akin's ✍️

26/02/2022

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑬𝑹

To find love is ambiance
It sustainance is gracias
I wish to ask for more; breathing accordance
The shape of me, words and it fist
A crucial suppression; wierd mischief
Better assumption; the serial companion

Silver mistaken to be Gold
Bronze mistaken to be Diamond
We sip the digital, confused by the analog
We are the prophet of our siege
The solution when besieged.

Walk me through the path
Through the notion of dissimulation
So I will know where I stand
Loneliness is not isolation
It is a gap that air deception.

I was told the moon was sphere, round perhaps curve with a drowsy tune
That peace can pave a way in the slumbering afternoon
The master minder with a little stain of decay
A bridge among the murmuring ocean.

A day will come when we will sing and love
Disregarding mankind intolerance
The future is in your mind; Do not joke with it
If everything was not created to be attractive
We won't know the difference between good and bad
You can ask yourself some questions but don't question yourself.

© Kunmi Akin's ✍️

22/02/2022

𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘; 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗡𝗘𝗪 𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡

The truth might not be a lie
But lieing can never be the truth
If you say love is not enough
God is love; is God not enough?
We are too dense to this conformity
A vast secret society; struggling with rigidity.

Wake up, sleeping emotions
Kisses were never branded
It was to be expressed;
Hence you will be reprimanded
If silence is a betrayal; let my kind gesture be bottled and sold.

We are soldiers defending a peaceful terittory
The utterances will never stutter
The feet as never falter
The sky might be too dark for the dim eyes to discover
Our strength failed and God's love become our banner.

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19/02/2022

𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞, 𝐈 𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫

𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠

𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐟 𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲

𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐭; 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐯𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐠𝐞.

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15/02/2022

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕; 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒊𝒕.

𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗲𝘅𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗙𝗘𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗠?

13/02/2022

SACRED MISTAKE
A dilemma through the end
Clues that justify the means
A struggling air cannot revive a soul
Pinch of happiness can never narrate a testimony
Behind every toughness,
Shadows falls
I am not my real self
But I am stronger and wiser
I dented not to be attracted
to my vommit
To blink my eyes, turn my back and walk away
On whose coverage will I hide a broken promises and a sad goodbye
I wish to remain a common noun; I deserve no celebration.
Even at my worst, I have picked
up every pieces of me
Oh! My dear belongings
The good, The bad and The Ugly
I backed my innocence
Ruminating on my shortcomings.
It was on the 14th of February
And the rest was history
To live a life of survival,
is one character
A life full of regret
is a rough dynasty.
© Kunmi Akin's ✍️

30/01/2022

INDWELLING
Who cares about perfection and the detriment ignorant breeds
Is white really paradise; likewise black was considered immortal
A believe with no system; the bleeding connection
At all cost, I have hung to what triggers my emotions.

I will keep fighting without attaching any soul
To take the words of the mortal by heart
You are very close to the serpent that has no home
I am not cruel; the truth has always find a way to my domain
Unmisted preconceptions blind-folding me to reality.

The best at violence are those who preached against it
My listening ears is yet to catch up with my aspirations and my fears
The best of my ability has lose its anchor
I have become an alien in a known territory
When vain grow veins to prevail.

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24/01/2022

𝑳𝑶𝑺𝑻 𝑰𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑪𝑹𝑨𝑫𝑳𝑬
Everything triggers, even loneliness served it venom
It seems I have lost everything except from my faith
I know what I fight for, I am not a serial killer
Survival is an attribute; it is not a game of chance
A battle for those that are lost.

To die with Christ is gain and more
See who is tuff; to gain a stand and balance its resolution
I couldn't feel the purr of the breeze on my skin
I murmured all day long.

Who could have told me that the rain will be impetuous
When the dew is tender;
How do I look aesthetic like the flower
If I can not make the nature my home, the aid to its survival.

No noise, no song; I became the fallen dancer
A miracle in Heaven secured the principle that held sway
I have learnt to fight on my knees while prayer become my fist
A struggle in denial; the greatest conspiracy
I would have lost heart but I have seen God's goodness in the land of the living.

27/11/2021

INSANITY
Zombies in the land of the living
A rare glimpse in the battlefield
Emptiness is not freedom
Growth is tough, groaning is wrong.
Starkest rat race becomes the majority
Havoc becomes the folly of the sane
Our identity becomes the peeling mask
Pain felt so good with a lonely heart.
You can take off my cloth and see those veins in rows
My blood agitating revealing matters undisclosed
My life deteriorating but God's grace was bestowed
The society stood on their toes; Not following their track caused a great woe.
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20/11/2021

The star can't ascribe its brightness
Being eroded like a Jungle book
Breath got its purpose before time began
An internal bleed with rare conspiracy
Bridge of constant disappointment
If this cup won't pass over me
God please give me the strength to carry on
Today's justice has nothing to do with yesterday's Ghost
I am a superman but no one hero
Beauty sleeps when appreciation isn't deep.
The things that makes human fume
To please your fate and not assume to be doomed
Toothless bigotry presumes
An extra dosage of bloodless massacre
The fairytale, an absolute dividend.
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To share her pain or to slay her way To perch on her frail and barricade her feisty Freedom so expensive from the ones that never created it God sat on the throne mixing the melanin and arranging the body structure There is no King, Ruler or Emperor That can supercede the one that assured us that we are more than conqueror Askance that connotes critism The brain drained to the base of enthusiasm Love was celebrated with a startling presumptuousness A kind gesture with the blacks consciousness. . . . Day by day we struggle to derive our peace To our leaders that remain unfaithful And blindfolded us with stipend expecting us to be grateful Everyday is always full of fight; a remedy to be strong alone I hope my generation won't wake being wild and regenerate the clone The dying Nation that cry for Máma to rescue her from grief A subtle solution with swift tragedy Friends or Foes she has none But a soothing coverage of love that conquers all A life with no substitute; peace with no solitude Posterity with the best gratitude. © Kunmi Akin's #kunmischronicles #africa #poem #poetry #poems #poet #poetrylovers #african #slavery #africanart

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